บท 293: Think of a way out

Up in the sky, hundreds of metres above the ground, a private plane was flying towards Beijing at its full speed.

Inside, there were only the captain and one handsome man.

Of course, the handsome man was the owner of the plane. His face alternated between being pale and twisted. No one knew what he had been through.

However, if Bai Chen was here, he would have known right away who this man was. It was none other than Wang Chengye.

It was certainly Wang Chengye. After checking out from the Grand Xing Feng hotel, he’d immediately called someone to take him to the airport without delay.

Then, he’d quickly boarded his private plane and went straight to Beijing in a hurry.

It had been about half an hour. Wang Chengye was in his private plane. His face did not look very well. His hands trembled. He did not know how to stop them.

He was holding an expensive phone in his shaking hands.